Volume 1, Chapter 49: An incompetent general exhausts three armies to death

Personnel transfers gradually subsided, and the Emperor decreed a personal expedition in July. The troops and provisions for the northern frontier were all fully prepared, and the forces in Luoyang scheduled to accompany the Emperor north had also been finalized, awaiting only the readiness of the prefectures along the route before setting off.

Li Mei drew another gun from her thigh, switched off the safety, and was about to lean out to look outside when Chen Fan pressed down on her shoulder. With a casual flick of his hand, Chen Fan extinguished the hanging light above, plunging the surroundings into pitch darkness.

King Qinming had not anticipated that the commoners of Wa would already be terrified by the accounts spread by the fleeing defeated soldiers. Although the people of Wa at that time were cruel and pugnacious, they were far from being corrupted by the Bushido spirit; knowing that their adversaries were far stronger than themselves, they understood the necessity of keeping out of the way.

Following more than a month of secluded cultivation, he had not only polished his twelve regular meridians to near perfection, but under the dual refinement of the Heavenly Way's power and the Eighteen Transformations of the Kunpeng, his physical strength had increased by the equivalent of about five tigers, reaching a staggering sixty-one tigers—merely a hair's breadth away from ascending to the ultimate realm.

The incident happened too abruptly; he had no time whatsoever to save anyone else, and his sole thought was to rescue Lin Shiyan first.

To deal with Jiang Tian, they had implored Qin Wudi to step in and lure Jiang Tian directly into the encirclement they had meticulously laid out.

The production team was also overjoyed at this moment, never expecting to unearth such a magnificent treasure. Once the show was filmed and broadcast, would not the ratings skyrocket by leaps and bounds?

Therefore, in order to cultivate a solemn atmosphere and maintain their home-court advantage, Wang Yong and the other generals had all donned their full military regalia, terrified lest they lose face later on. Prior to this, Liu Xin had explicitly laid out various points of caution to prevent these rough-hewn veterans from making a public spectacle of themselves.

Xiao Jing had no choice, but after some hard bargaining, both sides finally reached an agreement: first, the fleet of vessels brought by Xiao Jing would now belong to Wang Ye's faction.

Very well, as a tacit understanding was reached between the two, Zhou Jingsi rose to take his leave, and Liu Chengze escorted him to the door.

Prince Yanyang gazed at the retreating figure of Sang Yan, a chilling frost swirling within his eyes. At that moment, the voice of Ming Shou sounded beside him.

"You are injured too; go back to school and rest. If anything comes up, I will contact you at any time," Huang Doudou said, showing her concern for Zhu Nong.

"There is still an accomplice; catch him," commanded the head of security. Two or three security guards rushed out of the room, preparing to apprehend the middle-aged man's accomplice.

"Then let's rest early today! Tomorrow we'll go to the hospital together and wait for Ling Qi's surgery!" Long Mengmeng said.

"Master, there is a mountain ahead, and upon that mountain stands a temple named Zhiyuan Temple, with a Sanqing Taoist Temple right beside it," Sun Wukong came soaring through the clouds and reported.

Furthermore, formidable masters of the Demonic Sect had established formations, transforming the entire southern frontier region into individual realms of baleful gloom and desolation.

He collapsed, panting heavily, onto Winnie, resting for a short while before considerately leading the swaying Winnie to the bathroom to clean up. Emerging from the bathroom, Xiao Chu had yet to fully recover his strength as he headed straight for Winnie's bed.

True to the saying that fury rises from the heart and malice breeds by the edge of one's gallbladder, Nine Heavens Unleashing Swords, instantly reduced to utter destitution, pressed a finger between his brows, summoning his natal flying sword, the Pure Feather Immortal Sword, into his grasp.

Yet Nine Heavens Unleashing Swords showed not the slightest self-awareness of being reduced to a mere dog or prawn, unleashing a frantic barrage from his superior vantage point down upon the Blood Vulture King.

However, Dr. Lin had indeed spoken with Chu Yixing on a few occasions, and each time, it was Dr. Lin who had initiated the conversation.

Lin Feng closed his eyes, opening them after a brief moment. Within the range of his perception, there was not the slightest trace of Lin Tian to be found.

Chu Yixing opened her eyes and glared at Si Nanting, a thin layer of moisture filming the bottoms of her eyes, making them look misty and enticing.

As it drew closer, the overwhelming pressure belonging to the peak of the eighth stage of the Heavenly Ladder Realm continuously bore down upon everyone.

The surrounding unfamiliar cultivators did not disturb Du'e. Seeing Du'e as the foremost senior brother, many cultivators inwardly believed that this time Senior Brother Du'e would likely perform the best in this matter or secure a top position.

Master Yi Xiao was someone who had descended from the Sky City. Although she was not a ninth-grade formation grandmaster, Sky City was renowned as half of the upper realm, possessing a transcendent aura in the martial arts world as if standing aloof beyond the three realms and five elements. The formation knowledge she had acquired was more than sufficient to let her pass this trial with ease.

Xia Kun washed up early in the morning, pondering how to explain the whole sequence of events to Anran without triggering her wrath, when he suddenly heard a soft knock on the door.

Regarding this transmigration, he felt both elated and depressed. He was glad to have translocated once again, but depressed to find himself dropped into a pauper's grave, not only nursing injuries but also discovering the presence of ghosts in the graveyard.

The efficacy of plants and vegetation might defy the heavens, but they possessed no autonomous consciousness, let alone the capacity to wield such formidable power.

A large crowd of reporters had gathered outside the Chu family estate. When Chu Ruotong was led out, camera flashes flickered incessantly, and reporters swarmed forward with aggressive and probing questions.

Suddenly, at that very moment, Zhao Chuhan thought of Su Jinyi from the past. Back then, Su Jinyi's father had forcibly thrust Su Jinyi upon his elder brother in precisely this manner. His elder brother, infatuated with Su Jinyi's beauty, had sown the seeds of the tumultuous storms that followed through this doomed marriage.

As long as she firmly grasped Bai Shizu's heart, no one in the Duke of Ning's mansion could harm her, not even that self-righteous old dowager, who would ultimately have to bow to her.